Disclaimer: Blah blah blah, don't own shit, blah blah blah, no money, blah blah blah, man fucking boy, blah blah blah, I hate girls who think I'll be their Valentine since my boyfriend lives elsewhere, blah blah blah.

I couldn't resist making a Snarry valentine!

Severus Snape hated Valentines Day and he made sure everyone knew. He stalked through the halls reeking havoc on the unsuspecting celebrators. No Valentines gift was safe within a hundred feet of him. Not even the Slytherins were safe from the Potions Master's spiteful wrath.

Roses and flowers burst into flames, chocolates became jinxed causing unspeakable things to happen to the consumer, kissers developed boils the spewed puss on anyone who got with in ten feet of them, and gifts became ticking time bombs.

For some reason this year was worse than all the others. Everyone knew Severus was causing everything to happen, but no one could prove it, no matter how hard they tried. Not even Dumbledor could prove he was doing it, he was too good at doing things in plain sight but leaving no proof, that's what made him a good spy.

"You don't want to go out there mate," Ron said when he saw Harry walking towards the portrait hole with a stuffed toy cat and a heart shaped box of some sort of candy. "Snape is causing all sorts of trouble out there."

"I'll be fine, don't worry," Harry assured and stepped out into the corridor, heading straight for the dungeons and to the lion's den so to speak, or would that be the snake's den?

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Severus was brooding, not pouting like the infernal headmaster accused him of, he did not pout, he brooded, there was a difference. He was in love and if that wasn't bad enough, he was in love with none-other than the spawn of his archenemy, that's right, he was in love with Harry blood Potter. That was why this Valentines Day was so much worse than the other's, unrequited love was a bitch.

As if his day couldn't get any worse, someone knocked on his door, interrupting his brooding. Stalking over in a billow of robes, he retched open the doors to see Harry Potter standing there, holding a box of candy and a stuffed toy cat.

"Happy Valentines Day," Harry said and passed the gifts over to the stunned man.

"Is this some Gryffendor trick?" Severus growled, automatically going onto the defensive. No one, especially not an attractive young man, gave him Valentines gifts, excluding Dumbledor because the man would give him a gift just because it was Wednesday.

Harry shook his head, stood on tiptoe and pressed a soft kiss to Severus' lips. He pulled back and smiled, "I've been wanting to do that for a long time."

Common sense decided to step back and let love take over, so Severus dropped the gifts and crushed his lips to Harry's, pulling the teen flush against him.

This was Harry's first real kiss, and a kiss it was. Severus' tongue plundered his mouth in delicious ways, making him moan rather loudly and make a sloppy attempt to kiss back. When oxygen became a necessity, he broke the kiss. "I love you," he panted, looking into Severus' onyx eyes.

"I love you too," Severus said, a small smile gracing his lips. He levitated the fallen gifts into his office and took Harry's hand. He lead the teen into his private rooms, then into his bedroom where he proceeded to show him just how much he loved him.

Short and sweet just like a piece of chocolate. Happy Valentines Day lovelings.

May all your dreams and desires come true, eternally the slave to your hearts,

Alexander R. Hunter